C230 Han fei disbanding studio

The Food Material for dinner was prepared beforehand by the maid as usual, so Lu Baobei was only responsible for making it.

However, the cooking process was not going smoothly.

Sikong Ting was too tall. Standing in the kitchen, he unintentionally caused the kitchen to seem small.

Moreover, with this man's strong aura, it was very difficult for others to not notice his existence.

Lu Baobei looked at Sikong Ting somewhat helplessly: "Why don't you leave first, it's really inconvenient for me to stay here."

Since he was here, she couldn't cook. She was always a little nervous.

felt that this kind of man, standing in the kitchen … It felt weird.

He actually dared to despise him?

Sikong Ting's face darkened as he stared at Lu Baobei sinisterly. The reason he came to this damn kitchen was to accompany her!

"Are you hungry? Why don't I cut some fruits for you?"

After standing in the kitchen for so long, he was probably hungry.

With Sikong Ting's personality, he definitely wouldn't take the initiative to tell others that I'm hungry.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Baobei walked towards the fridge to see what fruits were inside.

Sikong Ting's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, he fiercely stared at Lu Baobei's back, is this woman sick?

He had clearly put on a good act, but his EQ was already so low!

He never thought that Lu Baobei would actually take out some oranges and grapes from the refrigerator, Sikong Ting's face immediately darkened.

"Wait a moment. It's almost done."

Lu Baobei foolishly added oil to the fire.

"Who the f * * k wants to eat fruit!?" Sikong Ting roared.

Unable to bear it any longer, she glared at Lu Baobei and turned around to leave.

The maid who had just left the door was almost knocked over by him.

"Scram!"

Sikong Ting roared, his voice was cold and scary.

The tray in the maid's hand fell to the ground with a thud, trembling in fear.

Lu Baobei looked at what was happening at the entrance in a confused manner. Her world was silent, but that did not mean that she could not see that Sikong Ting was angry.

Lu Baobei turned her head and looked at the unwashed fruit at the side. Did she mess with Sikong Ting?

At the dinner table.

Sikong Ting sat in the main seat with a cold expression and didn't even look at Lu Baobei, as if she didn't exist.

Sikong Ting was very unhappy, but it was not the kind of displeasure to be angry.

Lu Baobei raised her eyebrows helplessly. She had already apologized before, but Sikong Ting still ignored her.

Could it be a cold war?

And the funniest thing was that she didn't even know the reason for the cold war!

"Mommy, did you make daddy angry?"

Little Camel handed the phone over.

After Lu Baobei finished reading, she looked at her son and touched Little Camel's head.

Would the little fellow believe her if she didn't say so?

After a while, Blood Vulture came down with Li Zhenxi. The servant pulled up Lu Baobei's seat, and Blood Vulture put him down as she sat down.

Lu Baobei saw that Blood Vulture had said something to Sikong Ting, but Sikong Ting's expression did not change at all.

Then, Lu Baobei saw that everyone had moved their chopsticks, so Sikong Ting also picked up the red wine at the side.

Fine.

Was he ignoring her?

Lu Baobei turned her head, and Little Camel handed over a phone.

"Mommy, let's eat."

See, only her son would remember her!

To hell with that temperamental man!

A warm feeling flowed through Lu Baobei's heart, and she smiled towards Little Camel: "Alright, let's eat."

After they finished speaking, Li Zhenxi and Blood Vulture looked up at the same time, and then glanced once more at Sikong Ting, who still had an expression of inconvenience, and was calmly drinking.

Turning their gazes back and forth between the two of them, Li Zhenxi and Blood Vulture chose to lower their heads at the same time to eat.

After dinner, Lu Baobei and Li Zhenxi sat on the sofa in the living room and watched TV.

With the excuse of going upstairs to play with his new toy, the Little Camel went upstairs to find Blood Vulture to learn his hacking skills.

"Did you quarrel with the Director Si?"

Li Zhenxi called her cellphone.

After reconciling with Blood Vulture, she was in a good mood.

"No, we'll be fine this morning." Lu Baobei said, and also sighed a little depressingly: "I don't know what's wrong with him, he's getting more and more moody, and he's actually getting angry all of a sudden."

More and more often.

Li Zhenxi looked at Lu Baobei's depressed little face and smiled, "You must have provoked him."

When Lu Baobei saw this, she was instantly unconvinced and looked at Li Zhenxi, her little face fuming. "You don't even know what happened between us, why do you think I've provoked him?"

Why did it have to be her fault?!

Furthermore, taking today's matter as an example, she clearly hadn't done anything! Sikong Ting suddenly flew into a rage!

It was strange just thinking about it!

But Sikong Ting was not a 50 year old middle-aged man, he couldn't possibly have an early menopause, right?

"Since you're not right, then so be it."

Li Zhenxi did not make any sense.

"…"

There was nothing she could say to a brainless fan like Sikong Ting.

Lu Baobei speechlessly curled her lips, as she did not want to waste any more words with Li Zhenxi.

The atmosphere became quiet for a while. Lu Baobei watched the television, but she could not hear anything.

Li Zhenxi looked at the side of Lu Baobei's face hesitantly. After a long while, she typed a line of words on her phone and passed it to Lu Baobei.

Lu Baobei took it and looked at it, and she was stunned.

"Han Fei closed the studio, did you know?"

Han Fei closed the studio?

How could this be possible!?

Han Fei loved music so much, he loved creation so much, and he also had a lot of influence in the international music industry.

And why did they shut down just like that!

Lu Baobei's mind was in a mess for a moment, she looked straight at her phone, and only after a long while did she raise his head to look at Li Zhenxi, shaking his head.

She hadn't heard from Han Fei in a long time.

Sikong Ting forbade her to contact him. In order to not cause trouble for Han Fei, Lu Baobei had not contacted him at all.

But why did it suddenly disband the studio!

"When did this happen?" Lu Baobei asked.

Li Zhenxi took her phone and called: "It's already been a week since then, when I was on the show, I heard it from a friend of mine. The media still don't know about it, but if it spread out, it will happen sooner or later."

After reading it, Lu Baobei was silent for a moment, before nodding her head.

Since Han Fei had dissolved the studio, in the future, he would no longer attend any activities or produce any works in the studio's name.

Actually, it won't take long. At most two to three months, the media will definitely pay attention to it.

Furthermore, with Han Fei's fame and influence, public opinion would definitely fill the sky by then.

Lu Baobei frowned, and looked at Li Zhenxi: "Do you know the reason?"

Lu Baobei still couldn't understand why Han Fei had to end the studio.

There were many precious friends, and it was not certain that someone would hear of them.

This time, Li Zhenxi did not type. Instead, she held her phone and looked straight at Lu Baobei.